It’s been said Einstein’s first thoughts on relativity came while observing light from a lamp post glowing through an evening mist. He was fascinated by the streaming light traveling through misty air in the cool evening of a summer’s day. His imagination alive with the possibility of exploring (at that time) what was perceived impossible.
Gazing at the moon this evening, iridescent reflections shimmering on the river, I’m lost in the rapture of my own imagination. I wonder, am I on the edge of a greater awareness of life? Or perhaps some unknown new wonder soon to be experienced. I feel within me a seed of expression wishing to burst forth – If I can but understand the why of it all.
My mind hovers in thoughtful contemplation. I view the mysterious moon through imagination’s eyes. Moonbeams illuminating, ever so faintly, all that I might be – hidden inside – poised on the edges of reality.
lost within self
mysterious glowing moon
Have a great weekend ahead,
With much affection,